I'm the villain's own mother

Chapter 233 Help

Song Zhujun became a little anxious when he heard this: "Then let's go help him now."

Fu Huaiying smiled: "Of course I want to go, Fu will protect Miss Song."

Fu Huaiying led Song Zhujun through the blood mist. He walked a little slower, but he could still see Jiang Yingsi's figure.

When they arrived at the place, the two of them were immediately shocked on the spot.

In the center of the blood mist, there is a faintly shining jacaranda, several feet high, with some small flowers falling down at the moment.

But now the three of them don't have time to appreciate how beautiful it is, they just find it weird.

"Is this Jacaranda controlling those souls?" Song Zhujun was a little unbelievable.

"Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to take good care of her?" Jiang Yingxi looked at Fu Huaiying and said.

"You just asked me to look after her, you didn't tell us to stay where we are."

Jiang Yingcai thought for a moment and finally said, "I am too temperamental and rude."

Fu Huaiying smiled: "Now is not the time to talk about this."

Jiang Yingsi turned around and saw a little girl in blue walking towards them.

"Why are there only three here? Brother Yuan said there should be a group of them. Hua is really disappointed."

"Who are you?" Song Zhujun had just opened his mouth when he saw the girl's face magnified in front of her.

Jiang Yingsi's sword-drawing hand couldn't match her speed.

"We have met, little girl." After she finished speaking, she even gestured with her hands on her waist: "At that time, you were only this big."

Seeing that Song Zhujun had no reaction, she pursed her lips again: "I forgot, someone made a deal with Brother Yuan and sold your memory long ago. So it's normal that you can't remember it."

After saying that, she stepped back.

Song Zhujun lowered his head and looked at the jacaranda that fell from her body.

"For the sake of this poor little girl, I'll give you a chance. Either go back the way you came, or become the mud beneath my feet."

As soon as Jiang Yingsi took a step, he was restrained in place by flower vines.

"I warned you, this is the final frontier."

After the girl finished speaking, she kicked Jiang Yingsi away.

What fell with Jiang Yingsi was a small jacaranda.

I don't know how long it took, but Mu Wanwan, who was in the opening formation, moved her fingers slightly and dropped the piece of mud at her hand. The piece of mud rolled down and the broken tiles were rattled.

She slowly opened her eyes. The bright midday sun was a bit dazzling, so she had no choice but to tilt her head.

The injury sustained by the support array suddenly began to hurt. Mu Wanwan gritted her teeth to prevent herself from making any sound. She could feel the veins on her forehead beating wildly, but she couldn't control it now.

Suddenly I heard a low laughter in my ears.

"Why bother?"

Someone stood in front of her, blocking out all the sunlight, and then she only felt a flash of spiritual power behind her, and the pain on her body eased a little.

She turned to look at that person.

"What should I call you?"

The man knelt down and looked at Mu Wanwan: "Miss Mu is not polite. The first thing you say to someone who relieves your pain is not to say thank you."

Mu Wanwan said weakly: "So, do you want to hear my words of thanks?"

The man spread his hands and said, "I don't want to."

"Then let me speak. You will listen to whatever I say." As Mu Wanwan coughed, the man smiled even more.

"According to you."

"I have had an idea since I saw you in the ghost town, but it has not been proven yet. Even if I wanted to cut off your mask to see if there was a scratch on your chin, it was because of my lack of force.

I was defeated by you and couldn't see him. But that night, when the Kaitian formation was broken, my suspicion was basically confirmed." Mu Wanwan looked at him with sadness in her eyes.

"A long time ago, someone told me a story. The swordsman in the story failed to keep the girl he liked, so he began to look for a way to go back in time and space. After many years, he still found nothing, so he died in depression. But

I have seen another version of this story. The girl was because she believed that the boy would change his ways.

I chose to believe him, but I never thought that I would release the young man and give him a second chance to kill innocent people indiscriminately. At the end of the story, the girl could only atone for her sins and lost her own life. The young man has since disappeared from the world.

No way. In the end, I only vaguely remember those eyes with endless madness and sadness in those misty nights."

Mu Wanwan looked down, watching the man's hand clenching and unclenching, loosening and clenching again.

"How should I call you? Should I call you Feng Yuan or Rong Rongjun? Or should I call you, that sword cultivator from Pengshan."

The man gently removed the mask from his face, revealing a face exactly like Feng Yuan's.

"Feng Yuan and I have different body shapes and different voices. I am even afraid that you will recognize me. I even erased the red moles on my eyelids. Why do you dare to guess like this?"

Mu Wanwan chuckled, turned her head and cried silently: "Some suns can be burned into your heart once you see them."

The man gently stroked his eyebrows: "Is that the reason?"

Mu Wanwan said in a low voice: "That's enough."

The man simply stopped covering up, and after laughing, he forced Mu Wanwan's face back.

Mu Wanwan's face was caked with mud mixed with tears.

"You also know that I am the son of the Xiao family, and I should have been named Xiao Fengyuan."

Mu Wanwan let his hands wipe away the dirt on her face bit by bit.

"It's obviously in her face, but it doesn't look like her at all." Xiao Fengyuan looked at Mu Wanwan's wiped face and said calmly.

He threw away the handkerchief and lifted Mu Wanwan's chin with his hand.

Mu Wanwan still stared at him intently: "After so many years, the scars she left on your face at that time should also be erased, right?"

Xiao Fengyuan let go of Mu Wanwan's hand and touched the scar on his chin with a nostalgic look on his face.

Then he stood up slowly: "Logically speaking, Fengyuan and I should be considered the same person."

Mu Wanwan smiled, but it caused a cough: "According to your theory, she and I should be considered the same person."

Xiao Fengyuan was silent for a long time.

Mu Wanwan said quietly: "But, we all know. I am not her, and you are not him."

The corner of Xiao Fengyuan's mouth curled up, and a sneer escaped.

"It's not a good thing to calculate too clearly."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out on the broken bricks.

"It's not a good thing if you don't calculate it clearly."

Xiao Fengyuan didn't stop walking, he transformed into a mask and put it on his face.

The moment before stepping out of the barrier, he stopped with a smile.

"Miss Mu, I'm actually here to tell you that your friend has been trapped by Hua Ying for nearly half a month. If you think about it, in less than two days, Gu Sihua in Shenxiao Jiangque and even Yuediyunjie will be able to receive

New nourishment.”

When Mu Wanwan heard this, she felt a little flustered.

Didn't she ask Xiao Fengyu to take them away? Why did she come back?

Xiao Fengyuan turned around and saw that she was lost in thought, so his voice became a little louder.

"By the way, the Open Heaven Formation is about to be restarted, so I'll have to ask Miss Mu to help me a lot when the time comes."

(End of chapter)